“Let’s get out of here.”
She nodded as I kept hold of her hand, pulling her behind me. I heard her holler goodbye to the table, but I was a man on a mission, not willing to look back until I took what I wanted. As I opened the door and felt the last of the summer heat hit my face, I heard a cat-call coming from inside. We both turn around to see Addison giving us a thumbs up.
Good enough for me. We waved in response, and then I was pulling her along again, taking long strides to my Tahoe and calculating the quickest route home. I shuffled her inside and shut the door, jogging to the driver’s side and cranking the engine.
“Hurry,” she said, biting her lip and stretching her hand across the console to grab mine.
I gritted my teeth and pulled onto the highway, gunning the engine. I loved that she was so assertive, telling me what she wanted. It was so fucking hot, and I was a willing participant in anything she said. I turned on a side street to miss a series of red lights when Jenna jerked her hand from mine.
“Pull over up there,” she said, fanning her face and pointing to a spot just off the road.
Oh shit! Was she second-guessing this?
I pulled into an old, overgrown parking lot. Looking around, I saw nothing but my headlights piercing the darkness. I shifted into park and turned to look at Jenna, wondering what the hell was the matter. We were only about ten minutes from home.
“Jenna, what’s—”
She cut my words off and scrambled across the console, lunging straight to my mouth, kissing me with a brutal ferocity of pent-up frustration. I kissed her back, grabbing a fistful of her thick chestnut hair to keep her lips locked on mine. I kissed her like she was my air, my reason for breathing. I’d been trying to be good, trying not to take advantage, but she was waving me in for a home run. If she wanted me right here, right now, I was more than willing to give her exactly that.
“Wait,” I growled, tugging lightly on her bottom lip with my teeth. The seat was back as far as it would go, but there wasn’t enough room. Her eyes flicked to the backseat, and she motioned with her head, letting go of me to crawl in the back. I smacked her on the ass as she went, opening the truck door, flicking the button on my jeans, and un-tucking my shirt with lightning speed.
“I should have asked you to join me in the shower,” she said, slipping off her shoes.
This girl.
This girl is driving me wild and making me want things I shouldn’t.
In the three seconds it took me to pull a condom from my wallet and walk around to the back passenger door, Jenna was waiting for me, naked except for a pair of sheer green panties. Her tits were perfect teardrops I knew would spill out of my hands, and her nipples were already pebbled with arousal, waiting for my touch.
My tongue.
My teeth.
God, she was beautiful, nibbling on her lower lip and spreading her legs slightly so I could see the wet spot between her thighs. I closed and locked the doors, staring at her until the dome lights dimmed.
Good.
If a stray car drove by, I didn’t want anyone to see what we were about to do.
Her body glowed in the moonlight. The body I’d been fantasizing about for weeks. I was crazy for her, going straight to her lips. I braced one hand on her back and the other on her tit, kneading the smooth skin. I pulled her toward me, and she didn’t miss a beat, crawling on my lap and pulling my shirt off Superman-style. Buttons went flying, but I didn’t give a fuck. I just wanted her hands on me. I lifted my hips, and she raised up so I could slip my jeans to my ankles. My briefs went with them, and my cock sprang free, bobbing against my stomach. Her hand dove between us, gripping me and stroking down hard.
I grunted with the sensation, spreading my legs as far as I could with my jeans still around my ankles as she worked me up and down. There would be time for slow exploring later. Right now, I needed to be inside her more than I needed to breathe. I wrapped my arms around her, and she released my cock, bracing her hands behind my head. I thrust against her again and again, teasing against the silk fabric of her thong with what we both desperately wanted. She whimpered in my ear, and I scrambled to scoot back as far as I could to give us more leverage.
The only sound was our breathing, as our mouths found each other in the darkness. Our frantic pace grew quicker as we moved together, with only a scrap of fabric separating us. She arched her back to lean on the middle console, and I ran my hand down her body, plucking her nipples and dragging my fingertips down her stomach. I cupped her pussy, then pushed aside her panties and ran two fingers through her slit. She was soaked, and I gathered as much wetness as I could, bringing my fingers to my lips and sucking.
Jenna’s gasp went straight to my cock as I sucked, letting her delicious flavor burst across my tongue. I roughly grabbed her ass and pulled her back to me, smashing our chests together to taste her lips, but she wasn’t having any of that.
She bit my lip and pushed away, rearranging herself on the seat beside me on her knees so she could kiss down my chest. Her teeth found my nipple, and she bit down hard enough for a hiss of pleasure to escape my lips.
“Fucking love it when you do that,” I growled.
She smiled and did the same with my other nipple before kissing my abdomen. Still on her knees, she leaned forward slowly, licking her lips like my cock was dessert.
I didn’t know what to expect, but it definitely wasn’t her swallowing me down. Her hot, wet mouth enveloped me, and I grunted when my cock nudged the back of her throat. My hand reflexively went to her hair as she worked, bobbing up and down in the dark. I’d love to see her in the light, love to see her mouth wrapped around me, but something about the darkness and shadows was erotic, making me focus on the sensations of her mouth. I focused on how her hair felt in my hand as I guided her head up and down my cock, how her tongue felt swirling the head, and how she let one hand drift between my legs to cup my balls.
It was exquisite, unforgettable, and I was so overwhelmed I could only groan and grunt as she worked. I was giving myself to her and pleasure until I felt a familiar tingle at the base of my spine. I tightened my hand in her hair.
“I want inside you,” I grunted out.
